danganstickmintrademark

[lemongogo]

college … wasted on the youth (me)

[galedekkarios]

is gale actually the worst guy alive or do people just have personal issues that give them a complex whenever someone else is a master of their craft and confident about it 🤔 hmmmmmmm

[giamee]

𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐓 '𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐑𝐎𝐓!

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he just can't get enough of your pussy !

› 〉 📂 .ೃ | 🚨🚨🚨SMUT !! (f!reader receiving oral & fingering), uhhh pussydrunk hsr men who are MUNCHES <3, i think this is the first time writing smut on this blog so hereee we gooo, uhh clit slapping (only once thanks blade), overstim, nothin toooo crazy, ever so slight dom!reader for sampo (that man needs to get topped so bad) + you call him a pervert idk, squirting (shoutout luocha 😙)

╰─➤ 💌 ₍₁₎ I HAVENT WRITTEN SMUT IN AGESSSS SO PLS BE NICE AND TO MY MUTUALS SORRY THT THIS SHOWS UP ON YOUR DASHBOARD LETS STILL BE FRIENDS PLS 😭

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 JING YUAN.

this is a dangerous game when he's involved

as a general, jing yuan is very accustomed to being in charge, of taking charge and ensuring that things happen

and as a man who cares more about the hours outside of his work than during, who can blame him for wanting to commemorate each time that he comes home to you?

he's always been very giving as a lover, that much is true. and as a man with a tendency to be more on the... spontaneous side, you were no stranger to a quickie in a slightly less than convenient location. he just couldn't bear to leave you uncared for, after all.

so really, you should have expected that he would quite literally stoop to this level. one minute he was walking through the front door, you calling out a greeting to him from the sink as you washed some dishes.

and the next minute, he was on his knees behind you, your skirt flipped up over your hips and panties tugged to the side as he began to eat you out with some type of renewed fervour.

it had you slapping one hand over your mouth, the other white-knuckled as you hold on for dear life to the kitchen counter. your legs were very quickly turning to jelly due to his ministrations, the feeling of his tongue fucking into you rendering you unable to form sentences.

and even worse than the sensation was the sound of it- every lick and slurp reverbating through the empty room, every squelch of your pussy making you go a shade darker as jing yuan moaned, the bastard, and delved even further into your pussy. your hips pushed against him, his hands snaking their way around your thighs to keep you pinned in place while he ate you out like his life depended on it.

you bit back a squeal as you felt his tongue flick against your clit before running back through your folds, circling the hole before fucking back into you.

"fuck, i love this pussy so much," he moaned out, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh as he came up for air momentarily. "love comin' home to you every day- you taste so good, so good f'me-"

any attempts at muffling your noises were extinguished as you let out a sob, tears welling up from the pleasure, making you fold over so that your torso rested against the counter. your legs were spread wide by now, giving jing yuan all the access that he needed.

he relinquished one of your thighs in favour of using his fingers to pump into you, curling them just right against that spongy spot that had you shaking like a leaf, feeling the pressure build inside you much quicker than you anticipated.

"fuck- fuck- i can't, 's so good-" you were babbling now, trying in vain to break free or push his head away, the pleasure bordering on too much. it was comically easy how ineffective your attempts to hinder him were,

"you can." his voice was some soothing reprieve, and the warmth of his hands squeezing against your hips helped to ground you as he otherwise brought you to the edge.

your thighs were trembling, barely supporting your weight and you could feel your release fast approaching, though something was holding you back.

"cum f'me." jing yuan's rasped voice is what finally coaxed you to let go, to let that string snap with a final cry as you collapsed fully against the countertop.

always diligent, jing yuan continued to eat you out, making sure not to miss a drop as you spasmed against him, hips finally stilling after you ride out your high.

"bastard." your voice is muffled, head resting on your forearms as your regain your strength. jing yuan merely chuckles, placing a kiss with his wet lips to your inner thigh again, one last jolt of pleasure running through you before he stands, fixing your clothes for you.

"but you love it."

you give him a halfhearted kick in the shin.

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 SAMPO.

he's the type of man who's best in small doses

the amount of times you get annoyed while he's on another tangent or trying to scam you sell you a product is..... a bit more than infrequent

but there's ways around that

"sampo, do you ever shut up?"

ironically enough, you asking him that made him do just that, pausing for a second to lick his lips as his smile widened, cheshire-like, as you watched the cogs turn in his head.

"no, but for a small standalone price-"

if youuu put a buck in my cup i will shut the fuck up (sorry)

"sampo."

the man cackles, slinging an arm around your shoulders, pulling you in to his side.

"sorry, doll, but a man has to make a living somehow."

you turn to glare at him now. you really weren't in the mood.

"either shut up or i'll make you."

you watch as his smile drops for just a second, his pupils dilating ever so slightly at the underlying hint of what's to come. and bless his heart, the man decided to push his luck.

approximately five minutes later, you were grinding on his face. the only noises that he really made now were occasional grunts and moans as you rocked back and forth, and you decided that you liked him much better when he wasn't talking.

the man with a silver tongue had his uses, after all.

he was so eager to please, too- from what you could tell with the way he was eating you out. if it weren't for the overwhelming pleasure you were feeling, you would be convinced that he was enjoying it more than you. his moans reverberated around your clit as his tongue flicked over and sucked it, leaving you keeling over and your thighs quaking against the sides of his head.

every moan you let out had him eating you out with a renewed fervour, almost desperate for you to reach your high. you let your hand snake into his hair, getting a full handful before yanking on it, hard. sampo whines from the sensation, and you almost miss the muffled plea for you to do it "again".

his fingertips are digging into your thighs almost painfully, keeping you seated firmly against him (not that you were going to move, anyway).

your eyes land on the tent in his boxers, and an idea pops into your head as you snake your hand past his abdomen to pull his waistband down, letting his cock spring free. it looked painfully hard, the tip already leaking pearls of precum, and you spat in your hand before starting to jerk him off, ever so slowly.

he whined again at the pressure, his hips thrusting up to meet your hand, desperate for any sort of friction.

"you're getting off to this, you pervert?" you laughed as he shook his head desperately, still plunging his tongue deep inside you even as his hips bucked wildly. he was already so close, it almost made you laugh.

you yourself were beginning to feel the coil deep within you start to tighten, a telltale sign that your own orgasm was approaching.

"so if i were to just... stop, you wouldn't mind?" to emphasise your point, you loosened your grip on him, grinning to yourself as he whined pathetically.

"hm... that's what i thought."

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 BLADE.

blade's mean when he eats you out

he's one of those who eats it for his own pleasure, and whether it's until you orgasm once or multiple times, he's not stopping until he's satisfied, overstimulation be damned

"you still alive there?" the man between your thighs snickers at your fucked-out state, not even able to form a sentence to answer him.

how many times had he made you cum by now? six? seven? you'd lost count long ago, and you don't think it mattered much to blade. sometime after the second one, it began to dawn on you that his goal wasn't to simply make you cum then call it a day.

"c'mon, eyes on me." you squeal at the sensation of his hand slapping down against your clit, the raw flesh stinging for a few moments before his hand smooths it over, soothing the skin.

"you can handle one more, right?" you lift your head weakly to meet his ravenous eyes, somehow even hungrier than when he had first started peeling your clothes off. the look in his eyes made a shiver run down your skin, and you gave him a sheepish nod.

"attagirl."

blade's one to keep you on your toes, never knowing just what to expect from him. he ducks his head down, leveling it with your still pulsing hole, and you gasp as you hear, then feel him spit on it.

there's a blunt intrusion as he sinks two of his fingers into you, knuckles deep, crooking them just right to hit that spot inside you. your leg twitches as an automatic response, making the man snicker again.

"you're so sensitive," he coos, and you hide your embarrassed face with your arm. "i bet if i just..." your body seizes up as you cum, again, more sudden than you ever expected as blade presses harder against you. a strangled moan flies out of your mouth, writhing at the pressure.

he's nice enough to let you ride out your high, pathetically grinding your clit against his palm, whimpering at the tenfold sensitivity and the little aftershocks wracking your body.

and when you're finally breathing normally again, you hear his voice break you out of your stupor.

"one more?"

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 GEPARD.

what he lacks in experience is made up for doubly in enthusiasm

because let's be real, this man is too busy with the silvermane guards to have enough time to be dating and fucking around

but for you? he'd make the time. and he'd learn how to get you off while he's at it, too

"so if you just, slide your fingers in, slowly." gepard follows your instructions dutifully, and even then you still winced at the feeling of his large fingers stretching you out, the slightest of burns already kicking in.

"like this?" he looks up at you, all puppy dog eyes, so eager to learn. his face was too innocent for what he was doing.

"mhmm." you smile down at him, his face rested against one of your thighs as his gaze returns to your cunt, glued to the way it stretches around his digits. he feels you pulse against him and he shudders, trying to hold back for your sake. he was here to learn what you liked, after all.

"and then you kind of... curl them a bit? and move them too." his ministrations are soft to begin with, and even there's still an unmistakeable squelch each time he pumps his fingers into you, the lewdness of it all making him turn pink.

"does that feel good?"

"y-yeah, so good, baby."

he's so close to your pussy, you can feel each time he breathes, his little pants hitting your clit, making you even wetter. the anticipation of it all had you practically squirming where you lay propped up on your elbows, watching him.

his eyes are still transfixed on you, mouth hanging open at the way your hips rolled ever so slightly, meeting each of his shallow thrusts.

"you see that bit above? if you lick it, it'll feel really good f'me." gepard nods, all too eagerly leaning forward, licking a thick stripe from your hole to the clit with his tongue, before starting to flick his tongue against it gingerly.

"yeah, fuck, you're good at this." he hums against you, starting to move his tongue with a little more fervour, his hand still pumping into you. he always had been a fast learner.

he settles into a rhythm, one that has you steadily building the pressure in your core, soft moans escaping your lips.

"just like that, fuuuck," you pant out, letting your head roll back and your eyes closed as you focused on the feeling. it's then when gepard decides to wrap his lips around your clit, sucking ever so deliciously to make your toes curl.

you let out a particularly loud moan at the sensation, one that your ever so perceptive boyfriend latches onto, increasing the pressure in a way that has your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

"geppie m'gonna cum- don't stop-" he obeys your every word, slurping at your cunt with a hunger that sends you over the edge. you convulse, hips raising off of the mattress to buck against his face, his fingers curling around your quaking thighs.

"use my face, darling," he murmurs into you, so eager to please. the way the ridge of his nose bumps against your clit helps you ride out your high, grinding against his mouth a few more times before you finally flop back down against, the bed, limbs turning to jelly.

"no fucking way that was your first time eating someone out." gepard merely grins, wiping some of your juices off of his face before crawling up the bed to meet you.

"'m sure it was, now give me a kiss."

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 LUOCHA.

your life will be CHANGED after this man eats u out for the first time i just know it

like.. he's got skills. he's a certified munch i know this in my SOULLLLL

"just relax, honey, let me take care of you." his velveteen voice is what has you finally lying back, letting the tension in your body leave you as his nimble fingers hook into the waistband of your panties, sliding them off of your legs ever so tantalisingly.

he groans at the string of slick that stays connected to them- no surprises there as you had been sat on his lap kissing him for the past half an hour- and you covered your face in embarrassment.

"don't go shy on me now, hm?" you peek between your fingers, catching the glint of his emerald eyes, the way his smile widens when he makes eye contact with you from his place between your legs.

"hi, pretty."

"hi."

"we can go as slow as you want, okay? tell me what you're comfortable with." luocha's thumbs rub gentle circles into your thighs, coaxing you to open them and let him settle more comfortably.

"do you want me to touch you?" you nod, watching as luocha's smirks almost imperceptibly.

"use your words, darling." you whine, kicking at him lightly.

"quit teasing me."

"do you want my fingers or my tongue?"

"luocha!" he chuckles, pressing a kiss to the inside of your knee.

"i'm sorry, love, you're just so cute when you're flustered." he presses another kiss to your thigh now, lips inching upwards ever so slowly, holding himself back as he waits for your go-ahead.

"could you... eat me out?" your face feels so warm just from asking the question, but the nerves are quelled as luocha smiles brightly, shifting his weight on his hips to lower himself down closer to you.

"gladly."

there's a few seconds of anticipation, of his breath hitting your core before another entirely new sensation- something wet and muscled sliding against you as luocha licks a flat stripe through your slit. his tongue sharpens, flicking against your clit as he pulls away after his experimental first taste.

you're already feeling something inside you coil in anticipation, and it tightens even more at the blissed out expression on luocha's face.

"you taste divine, my love."

and then he's delving in for more. your usually so composed boyfriend lying flat on his stomach, buried facefirst in your pussy and eating it like a man starved.

the slurping and squelching noises are obscene, echoing off of the walls and filling up the room along with your wails and moans. your head was in the clouds right now, too fucked out to even scream his name. and he hadn't even put his tongue in yet.

as if reading your mind, luocha finally shifts his attention to your hole, his tongue circling it, teasing it open, before he plunges in along with his fingers, the size of them and his fingertips grazing against your g spot bringing you to the verge of tears.

everything just felt so good, and he was going to make you cum hard and fast.

the regular pressure of an impeding orgasm kept building up, more than it regularly would, until it became an entirely new sensation altogether.

"w-wait, baby, i'm gonna pee or something-"

luocha pauses, pupils blown wide with lust as he meets your gaze.

"you're not, honey, just trust me, alright?"

and because it's him, because you'd do just about anything for him right now if it meant continuing to feel this good, you lie back down, feeling him bring you back to that point again.

his fingers are drilling into you at an almost inhuman pace, the sound enough to make you cum, let alone the sensation. his soft lips suction around your clit, warm tongue flicking against your bundle of nerves repeatedly, making you squeal and throw your head back.

"'m gonna-" luocha nods encouragingly, his nose bumping against your clit in a way that has your vision go white as you writhe in ecstasy. there's an odd feeling, of something shooting out of you, and you look down to see a spray of clear liquid. luocha's fingers rub against your pusy frantically, making you writhe again, prolonging your orgasm as he milks you for every last drop.

you finally come back down to earth, vaguely feeling a warm wet cloth wipe away at you, at the mess you had made.

and luocha's gazing at you with nothing but adoration, a pussydrunk smile on his lips.

"aren't you glad you trusted me, love?"

𝜗𝜚 honkai star rail masterlist

[imanes]

omg imane hi!!! i saw ur tags about boycotting umra and hajj and i couldnt agree MORE ! this is the first time ive seen someone else say this ducjxj thank u for the validation <3 my country has fully commercialised the whole hajj/umra process that it literally costs tens of thousands to go! the idea of spending an arm and a leg AND knowing that the money is getting channeled to the shaytan in disguise tht is saudi doesnt sit right with me!! i kno its part of the pillars in islam and all but like. i would like to think that these r good enough reasons to boycott

omg some people really do try to make you look crazy for saying you don’t want to go on a PILGRIMAGE aka the most important act of religious spirituality for ethical reasons like hello?????? 1+1 = 2 and I don’t want to give my money to one of the most corrupt regimes in the world who incidentally turned one of the fundamental tenets of Islam into a touristic circus ugh just thinking about it disgusts me. every year my aunt is like when are you sending your mom to do her omra and I’m like did you think my stance changed in the last year of even more fucked up shenanigans from MBS and his regime? like I can’t believe so few people think it’s insane to pay 10k (which is I think the average price!) to go to the most important religious locus in Islam it should be a commons accessible to all Muslims tf not just the ones who 1. Can afford it and 2. Don’t give a fuck about where their money is going. Ugh. those are definitely good enough reasons to boycott imo and I’m sure there are sheikhs who have made the case but they’re so marginalised that we just have to live with our principles and hope people get with the programme some day inshAllah lol. and thank u for ur message! Just today I saw this tweet it’ll comfort you to see that more people are adopting this position:

[hopelessromanticstrawberry]

thinkin abt some diff experiences tht really stood out to me when i was high

when i took a tesla and acid, you were a lion and we were two lioness on the serengetti. my aura was lavender and sage green, hers pink and orange. we both cuddled you, radiating light, breathing in tune with the grass and breeze. in reality we were all 3 laying naked in bed.

this same trip, playing frank ocean and dancing with a complete stranger in the shower with the red mood lights on. we were like children again, our hearts open and pure. we laughed like we’d known each other forever and danced together, the warmth felt so good as we huddled under the water. I don’t think we even used soap, we were staring up at the dancing droplets illuminated by the red lights above. I don’t even remember her name.

on xans and painkillers, you were so cozy to lean against it felt as though love was literally cocooning me every time we touched. I kept slipping in and out of blissful warm sleep. I was so happy I felt like a child, I remember a different time I was high on this same combination and fully accessed my trauma and all the bad things I’d blocked out— it was the first time I told someone in detail what happened, it was probably the first time I actually remembered in detail what happened. When I went to lay down for bed I got sleep paralysis for the first time in years, it came in the bedroom — a tall shadow —- almost reminded me of a dementor fr I couldn’t move laying on my back as it approached. I felt the cocoon of love open as it came closer like I wasn’t protected by your energy anymore, and then it leaned down and kissed me on the forehead and backed away as I fell asleep.

When I was left home alone and I did ketamine and cocaine together, a lot of it, until my heart felt like it was going to explode and I laid on the floor thinking “am I about to die?” As SZAs Good Days played, it sounded so crazy like dissonant and reverberating in and out. My heart was louder than the music then it would barely reach me and I’d tune in realizing how slowly time was passing. I felt so stupid afterwards.

[elsnark]

haruhiheart replied to your post:

lol what do you think this is, slice-of-life anime? you literally play a girl who's batshit crazy to the point of killing people and dismembering them herself. what difference does it make really?

Me:  (has been following YanSim since late 2014 or early 2015; clearly knows the game’s genre) You:  lmfao can you not tell the difference between genres

Also, what... what does the genre have to do with being grossed out by an idea and an overwhelmingly positive response to something so disgusting?

Please read my response to chrysur, who I also replied to in this post.

✧Sourcream

chrysur replied to your post:

well yansim was p deatched from reality /because/ its a girl who does batshit things for her love interest but i think its cuz the whole human trafficking business is a legit real life problem tht leaves a bad taste in a lot of ppl's mouths. including mine lmao and it doesnt rlly work from a mechanics pov anyway seems lik too much work for little payoff

Hey, before I respond, I need to let you know this isn’t aimed at trying to argue with you.  It’s mainly agreeing with you/adding onto your response for haruhiheart’s sake.

Yeah, like, I get it.  Yan-chan isn’t a normal person.  She’ll murder to be with Taro.  She’ll sabotage.  She’s not a good person.  I get it.  I know.  I understand.

You gotta have some suspension of disbelief because it’s a game, it’s not real, but... like... a member of the mafia actively working with a high school student that helped his brother once?  That’s way too out there.  I also don’t feel it adds anything to the game.

Yeah, human trafficking does leave a bad taste since it’s a really huge issue and it seems really prominent these days.  Since 2017 has started, I’ve seen a lot of news about people going missing, likely fallen victim to human trafficking.  I’m not saying human trafficking wasn’t a big issue before, but it seems worse these days.  Or perhaps I’ve simply grown to be more aware of it.

That being said, I’m honestly okay with human trafficking being in any form of media if it’s well written, serves a purpose, goes with the story’s atmosphere, and no one’s trying to paint it in a positive light.  Human trafficking in YanSim though... I can’t be comfortable with it.  YanDev’s writing ability ranges from being either decent or pretty bad, there is no in-between.  There’s also little risk with a heavy reward if you choose to make use of the yakuza member.  To be perfectly honest, I don’t feel a game should reward a player for choosing to participate in human trafficking.

Based off of Osana’s interactions with Taro (I know, it’s a completely different topic, but it’s all written by YanDev), I feel that human trafficking won’t be done justice.  Looking at Osana, she, the childhood friend, calling Taro, “Senpai”.  Based off of Japan’s customs, she’d either call him Yamada-kun/Yamada-senpai if she never obtained permission to use his first name, but, considering how long they’ve known each other, she’d definitely have permission to use his first name or she’d call him by a childhood nickname.  We have Osana, the childhood friend, not knowing Taro’s taste in music.  If it were worded as, “hey, what music have you been listening to lately” and not, “hey, what music do you like” I would 100% be more inclined to believe they’re close.  When you hear, “childhood friends” you automatically think, “two people who are pretty close”, but Osana and Taro don’t give off the sense of having a deep bond only childhood friends could have.

Now, I won’t deny that YanDev has handled some things decently, like Kokona’s story with her father being in debt, but, based off how he handled Osana’s relationship with Taro, I’m not inclined to believe he’ll give everything the writing it deserves.

Even if it did fit in with YanSim, if you look at every mechanic that would be involved in this process, human trafficking is too overpowered.  I’ve explained this in another post, but I’ll go over it again and explain it step by step.  It’s super easy to raise your stats enough to be able to access the ability to effectively use a tranquilizer against someone.  The mini-game to steal keys off of someone is super easy, you just need to have the proper timing.  As it is now, the nurse is all alone in her room so you’re only going to get caught for stealing if you mess up your input.  Do I believe it’ll be like that in the final game?  I hope not.  I hope there are occasionally students in the nurse’s office so you can’t just waltz in whenever you like and steal the keys to the medicine cabinet, where the tranquilizer and syringe will likely be held, then freely open the cabinet and take what you want.  As for getting the nurse out the room to access the cabinet:  the radio.  Once you find it and the NPC is attracted to it, you just have to be fast enough to get in and get out.  Hell, you can probably even use Yan-chan’s laugh to get the nurse out of the room long enough for you to steal the syringe and tranquilizer.  Raising your reputation up enough for students to follow you is disgustingly easy, especially since YanDev wants there to be at least 90 NPCs, a majority being students, in the final game.  Once a student follows you and you put them in the box, the only way for them to be discovered is if you commit murder and the police arrive.  If you get enough “points” with the yakuza member, it sounds like they can’t get caught if you ask them to eliminate your rival.  This is no risk, high reward.  How is he going to balance it?  A teacher discovering a student in the box if you placed them there either before school or during lunch?  The yakuza guy only having a set percent, say 25%, chance to succeed in kidnapping your rival?  Needing to befriend a student before they can follow you?  Will he even try to balance it since a previous elimination method, specifically setting your rival on fire, remains unbalanced after a year or two of being in the game?

Games should not reward players for participating in human trafficking.  By this I mean, if the protagonist is going along with human trafficking in order to make money or deepen their friendship with someone or earn favors from the local person in charge of the human trafficking ring or anything like that.  Players should only be rewarded for this if they help victims escape, if the protagonist is helping to shut down the process, if the player is helping a victim adjust to their freedom, if the protagonist started out as being a victim in some way and the player helps them escape, and just things like that.  Human trafficking is too sensitive a subject to reward the player for participating in it honestly.

There’s probably so much more I could say, but I feel that this about covers it.

✧Sourcream